Things are bad. I think I’m slipping into a depressive episode. I haven’t had one for ages. I feel ill and I don’t seem to want to go to any lectures or do anything really. I wish Andy was here, I really miss him and I could do with his support. I’m beginning to wonder if Uni was the right choice. At the time it seemed the only one. I’ve managed to lose track of both the day, date and week [@ Uni, things are give in terms of 'this is for week...']. I missed two lectures today. All I’ve really done is sit and stare into space. I’m a mess really. I probably need a good piss-up to get myself together again. *sigh* I’m rambling, and I’m not even rambling coherently. I think I’d better stop while I’m a head.
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